Wu Xuefang's face turned completely green now.
Jiu Yun wore a kind smile, then took out a small spray bottle.
"This can remove the perfume scent from your body. Your cat Ruanruan is delicate. When we rescued it, it was even close to death. If it's stimulated by the perfume on you again, I'm afraid it might not be willing to go with you."
Wu Xuefang gritted her teeth, barely squeezing out a smile on her face.
"Heh heh, then thank you."
Jiu Yun smiled and said, "No need to thank me, just a thousand yuan for this small bottle, thank you."
Wu Xuefang's hand that had just reached out instantly stiffened in place. "What! A thousand yuan for such a small bottle, are you robbing me?"
At this moment, she could no longer maintain her delicate and clingy public image. Although this man was good-looking, he was obviously blind, indifferent to her words, and even opposed her at every turn.
[What on earth, a thousand yuan?]
[They must be scamming money.]